Chapter 147 Hand-Finished Model Museum

This unbelievable situation was something Half-Face had never experienced in his life, even though this person was the one he had always thought he knew best.

But now, he was the most unfamiliar.

Soon, the other half of the frozen scene began to move again.

The stream began to rise slowly, gradually spreading.

The scene, though clearly three-dimensional, now looked like a flat drawing.

Under the big tree, only the old beggar remained.

The stream began to submerge his feet, then his waist, and finally, his head.

But the stream's rising trend did not end there; instead, it continued to rise, and the old beggar's body began to sink slowly.

The previous scene by the stream under the big tree gradually transformed into a deep abyss.

Here, it was cold.

Here, it was bitterly cold.

Here, it was lonely.

Here, Half-Face was very familiar.

This deep space, the oppressive environment, the endless slumber enough to drive one to despair, had been the biggest nightmare lingering in his heart.

Back then, if he hadn't gone all-in, using his remarkable talent and aptitude to break away from Ying Gou and establish his own self, he might have fallen into this deep pool years later.

Although the old beggar's body was sinking deeper and deeper, it did not become blurred. It remained clear, and as the surrounding depth increased, the field of vision gradually widened.

Finally, the old beggar reached the bottom. Perhaps due to the buoyancy of the water, the old beggar, who had been sitting, was now standing.

A pale light shone down.

Revealing the scene around the old beggar.

Around the old beggar, countless people stood densely packed.

They swayed gently with the water in the pool, like dense water plants growing deep within the pool.

Everyone had their eyes closed, as if sleeping.

But it was as if everyone's eyes were actually "open," watching you, because anyone who witnessed this scene would feel their scalp crawl.

Here,

Ying Gou's dogs of countless years were buried in water;

It was Ying Gou's hand-finished model museum.

Boss Zhou had been here before, and for a time, Ying Gou's slumber caused the hand-finished models here to become restless. In the end, Boss Zhou summoned Mount Tai, directly smashing all these things!

At that time, Madam Bai had tried to use the immortal artifact she had found to help Li Xiucheng, a member of the hand-finished models, return, and she almost succeeded.

Of course, that period was just an exception. For most of the years, they remained quiet, silent…

After seeing this scene, Half-Face's body began to stiffen, as if at this moment, he sensed his original destination.

This was genuine empathy, but he still relied on his instinct to restrain himself with all his might.

This is… fake!

Fake, fake, fake!

Half-Face buried his head, like an ostrich.

There was nothing funny about this, because the pressure he was currently enduring was indeed beyond what ordinary people could bear.

"Glug… glug… glug…"

The sound of water began to rise.

Half-Face raised his head slightly,

And saw that in the deep abyss in front of him, the old beggar was actually moving again.

He seemed to be floating up, or like someone who had been buried alive was struggling to dig his way out.

The sound of water grew closer and clearer.

The old beggar's figure was also getting bigger and bigger.

This feeling was like standing at the edge of a well, looking down at a person who was climbing out of the well.

The sense of space had been crushed to pieces at this moment.

"Splash…"

The old beggar climbed out,

He climbed out of the abyss,

Into this tomb chamber.

At this moment,

The memory scenes that had been split into two actually connected.

Of course, this did not mean a true connection, but a way of presenting things.

It must have been that person who took the initiative to summon the old beggar from the abyss where countless hand-finished models were buried.

Yes, the old beggar could also be considered one of Ying Gou's dogs, although this dog was one that Half-Face had casually found for Ying Gou, but after all, he had become a dog, even if he was a newcomer, his hand-finished model would still be left in that abyss.

The old beggar stood in front of Ying Gou, very respectful, with a look of relief on his face.

Those who had not experienced it personally could hardly understand the pain of being sealed beneath the abyss.

Even now, whether in the army or in prison, the punishment of solitary confinement was still retained. Those who had not truly experienced "confinement" could not understand the horror of this punishment, and the confinement in this abyss was countless times more terrifying than the so-called confinement outside.

The Ying Gou beside Half-Face slowly opened his mouth:

"Still want… to go down… there?"

The old beggar immediately knelt down and kowtowed frantically to Ying Gou:

"No… no… no… The bottom… the bottom is really too scary…"

The old beggar was so nervous and frightened that he couldn't even speak properly.

At this moment, in the abyss behind the old beggar, suddenly, it was as if all the hand-finished models had opened their eyes at the same time and began to float upward frantically, but they were not allowed to come out and could only continue to sink and be lonely inside.

They were just Ying Gou's playthings. Without Ying Gou's permission, there was naturally no talk of freedom.

At the abyss, countless hand-finished models were staring at the old beggar, frantically scratching forward. Intense jealousy had devoured their minds. They were unwilling, they were indignant, why could the old beggar go out, but they couldn't!

The harsh scratching sound was right behind him. The old beggar's body was shaking, and he subconsciously glanced back. After seeing the madness of those people, the horrified expression on his face became even more intense.

Fortunately, no matter how crazy they were, they could not come out.

Ying Gou raised his head slightly and made a nasal sound.

"Heh…"

In the abyss, those hand-finished models that had just been restless seemed to have been imprisoned at this moment. One by one, they had to close their eyes, let their arms droop, and slowly sink again, sink, sink to the bottom.

And the abyss scene that had been split out before also slowly dissipated at this time. The scene presented by the memory barrier became complete again. This was still the ancient tomb.

Half-Face's eyes moved back and forth between the male puppet and the old beggar.

Obviously,

The old beggar couldn't see him, after all, the old beggar was just a character on the movie screen.

As for Ying Gou, he was different.

"I don't want… don't want… don't want to go down anymore… Don't let them catch me… don't let them catch me down…"

The old beggar continued to kowtow and beg.

Among Ying Gou's many hand-finished models, he could be said to be the most useless one.

After all, this was the new dog that Half-Face, who had successfully split, had found for Ying Gou to deliberately ridicule him.

"I can… give you… a few decades… of freedom…"

Ying Gou walked down the steps and came to the old beggar.

"Thank you… thank you… thank you!"

The old beggar cried with joy.

"Go down… yourself…"

The old beggar was a little dazed when he heard this, but his eyes immediately fell on the pool behind Ying Gou.

He didn't dare to delay at the moment, and immediately got up and climbed to the pool.

At this moment, the old beggar was almost in front of Half-Face.

The old beggar seemed a little hesitant, because at this time there was still a body floating in the pool, which was very similar to the one standing below.

But he didn't dare to ask, and didn't dare to say much. He carefully went down slowly from the side, trying not to touch the body floating in the center of the pool.

In this way, the old beggar submerged his whole body in the black pool. When he stood up again, he opened his hands, and a smile instantly appeared on his face.

You must know that when he went down before, he was just a wisp of a dead soul, no, not even a soul, just a mental imprint, but now, he had a body!

And Ying Gou was standing on the spot. He spread out his palm, which cracked, and a wisp of golden blood dripped out.

The blood did not fall on the ground, but floated up and began to slowly atomize, slowly spreading out.

It was hazy for a long time,

Finally,

The mist began to dissipate,

An existence exactly like Ying Gou stood opposite Ying Gou.

However, this was just a phantom, very faint and weak.

In this way, one person and one phantom, stared at each other.

After a while,

Ying Gou stretched out his hand and touched the phantom's forehead, his fingernail gently cutting a gap in that position.

The phantom began to fade even more, like a cup with a hole poked in the bottom.

Ying Gou took a step back and continued to look at the phantom, and opened his mouth:

"Who are you?"

As soon as the words fell,

The phantom, whose face was originally very calm, showed a thoughtful look,

But this thoughtful look did not last long.

The phantom's expression began to become cold, and his eyebrows also revealed the same aura of looking down on everything as Ying Gou. The depths of his eyes also became deep.

At this moment, Half-Face was a little恍惚 (huǎnghū, distracted), if one was not a phantom and the other was more real, other than that, he really could not tell which one was the real Ying Gou.

The phantom's temperament suddenly became sharp, and in his eyes was a kind of indifference that despised all living beings,

At this time,

He began to answer Ying Gou's question:

"I… am… Ying… Gou…"

Ying Gou smiled,

Obviously,

He was very satisfied.

Immediately afterwards,

Ying Gou put his hand on the male puppet beside him, whom he had finally chosen.

The puppet began to melt, as if chocolate had been placed under high heat.

In this process, the puppet's body began to slowly become smaller, but this was not a complete melting, it was really just… shrinking.

From an adult man, it shrank to a youth, then to a teenager, then to a child, and finally, to a baby, lying on the ground.

Ying Gou glanced at the baby on the ground,

Walked to the baby and squatted down.

The phantom imitated Ying Gou's movements, also walked to the baby and squatted down.

Ying Gou put his hand on the baby's navel, and the phantom also put his hand on that position.

And this baby was just lying there, not crying or fussing, without a sound.

Ying Gou finally looked at the phantom again, and at the same time, raised his other hand, and a scarlet mark began to flow in the palm of that hand.

"Tell me again… who are you?" Ying Gou asked.

The phantom's eyes narrowed slightly, and a strong aura was revealed,

Answered:

"You… are… not… worthy… to… know…"

Ying Gou was not angry when he heard this, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At this time, before Ying Gou could make his next move.

Half-Face suddenly mustered all his courage, raised his head, faced Ying Gou, and shouted urgently:

"I know you can hear what I'm saying, I know you can sense me, even though you don't exist, even though all of this is fake.

But please tell me,

Why,

Why did you let me leave in the first place?

Why did you even let me cut away your three thousand years of accumulation!

I… I… I…

I always thought this was my talent, I always thought this was my ability, I was always proud of it, but… but…

But I know now that I clearly can't do it, why would you deliberately, deliberately let me go, and give me three thousand years of accumulation, why?

Could it be, just to play with me?

Let me have a sweet dream for thousands of years?"

Half-Face's eyes were red. Heaven knows how much courage it took for him to say these words to this person at this time. At the same time, he also knew that if he didn't ask at this time, he wouldn't be able to ask later.

Ying Gou's movements did slow down.

Half-Face's eyes were fixed on him, waiting for his answer.

He heard it, he must have heard it, he must be able to hear it!

Ying Gou didn't look at Half-Face,

Seemed a little dissatisfied with being interrupted like this;

Then,

He smiled:

"Already… very restrained… but still… unable to completely suppress… If I don't separate it and give it to you… I will be completely restored…"

"…" Half-Face.

In the next moment,

The scarlet mark in Ying Gou's palm sank into his forehead and the phantom's forehead respectively, forming a seal.

Immediately afterwards,

One person and one phantom began to enter the baby's body together.

Very restrained?

Very suppressed?

But still couldn't control it, and if he didn't separate the power and give it to himself, he would be completely restored?

So, just happened to be something to throw away, so simply throw it to me?

Like throwing a bone, let your own dog chase and play with it?

Half-Face lowered his head and knelt on the ground. Although he had prepared himself mentally, he was severely hurt again. Even the surrounding scenes were changing, he didn't notice it.

When Half-Face raised his head again,

He found himself kneeling on the asphalt road, surrounded by sparse street lights, and overhead, the moon and stars were sparse.

And the old beggar, who had changed his clothes, was standing in front of him holding the baby,

The old beggar bent down and put the baby on the ground.

When the old beggar turned to leave,

Half-Face was able to see the plaque on the left side of the iron gate,

There were five words on it:

Tongcheng Orphanage.